walalala~
Saturday, June 30, 2007
11:48 PM
Okay, I’m supposed to blog on blogger, but I’m blogging on word, so things start correcting myself and my typing looks all formal. Anyways, Beatrice called me….. During the holidays, which was like… what? The 22th? Uh huh. At 10:35am. And I was sleeping. But thanks, cause if not, I’d have woken up late… which isn’t good. She calls; I pick up all groggily and stuff. And I already know it’s going to be her cause only when she calls, does my phone say ‘call’ and nothing else on the caller id.“Hello?”
“Hello?”
“Beatrice?”
It’s called immediate reaction, cause I recognize her voice too well. It’s kinda like how when you miss someone for a long time, you can immediately recognize their voice cause you miss it so much. [that sounds lesbianish… *shivers*]
Anyways, she called and we talked for a good 2 hours plus. In this period of time, my dad came in to get me out of bed and I screamed that I was already out of bed and talking on the phone. He was like mouthing ‘who’s that?’ and I was like “uh. Beatrice.”
“Oh. Is she coming back?”
“She said maybe in December.”
And during this time, cause I’m on my cell, my mum calls the house and I pick up, my slang still plastered on, and talk to my mum with a slang. And I was like “yeah, uh, I’m talking to Beatrice on my phone.” And she’s like “oh! No wonder you speaking like ang moh.”
My dad gets home from eating lunch w my mum and says. “Aye, your mum ask got ang moh in the house ah?” Right.
Anyways, that over, Beatrice tried calling me on sat. but I was busy! I was at my confident communicator course. And I love my mind champs friends. They are soooo ….. fun~ I love them so much. We. Must. Go. Out. Together.
Right. Beatrice redialed for like... What, 7 times? And my phone kept buzzing in my sweater pocket. Irritated the hell out of me. Yup. Confident communicator wasn’t as fun as Empower U but it was enjoyable. At least I got to see all the queer people again.
There was this one guy who looked like the wu zun type and acted like the da dong type. Like…. Woah. He’s good looking, has good fashion sense, is 18, studies in temasek polytechnic, is tall, is easy to talk to and … may be attached. But hey, with his stats, it would be a wonder if he wasn’t.
I did get to talk to him, cause we were in the same group, and his name is Jeff. That’s about as far as I know. Not the point, but yeah.
Went bowling last Friday, after the confident communicator. CC ended at 9. We played one game, (I came in second… last) then left and I got home round 11 +.. I don’t know why I suck cause I didn’t suck in the past, but yeah I suck.
CC passed real fast and we were our separate ways again. Which is sad. =[
The last week was just terror.. look at all the tests and stuff. My head is going to explode. Hate hate hate hate hate.
Went to Cheryl tan’s house today. I friggin love her house. It’s so huge!! And her room!!! Ohmygosh. *snogs room*… Cheryl’s house. Is. Love.
Booyeah~.
And the following may be a little disturbing for some guys. I was looking through the kinds of pads I had at home. There was this free one that had a really nice decorative cover. Like the plastic covering was decorated with circles. And it was pink and purplish. NICE~ then there was kotex slim, kotex maxi, then I went to my mum’s toilet. There was kotex night, and kotex extra long wing. And it was REALLY extra long. Like.. twice the size of normal pads packaging. I don’t even know why I’m even blogging about this.. but.. yeah.
Anyways, Sheryl says blogging on my Microsoft words doesn’t count as blogging.. so imma post this. Along with the dollies I’ve been making for the past few days.
edit// i forgot the seventh year!! >< anyways, gonna go make a pre hoggy and shove it in later on..
K-LOVE
notsoSUNNILY and one of these days when i go berserk,
you better hope that i don't have a knife with me.